Yandere Levelling in Her World-Chapter 139 - 140: Testing the waters

Nina's hand was still gripping Ren's arm tightly, her fingers digging into his skin just enough to make him stop in his tracks.

She tilted her head slightly, her eyes narrowing as she looked up at him. "Where are you going?" she asked, her voice a mix of curiosity and something sharper, like she wasn't about to let him slip away that easily.

Ren glanced down at her hand, then back at her face. A smirk tugged at the corner of his lips. "Nowhere," he replied casually. "Now that you're holding me, I can't go anywhere."

Nina blinked, realizing how firm her grip was. She quickly released him, pulling her hand back as if she'd been burned.

Her cheeks flushed a little, but she tried to play it off, crossing her arms over her chest. "Ughhh! Fuck!" she muttered as if saying sorry indirectly, though she didn't sound all that apologetic.

Ren rubbed his arm where her fingers had been, feeling the warmth linger. He wasn't mad, far from it. The close proximity to her after that unexpected kiss earlier had his mind racing.

But Nina wasn't done with the questions. She shifted her weight, her workout clothes still clinging to her sweat-dampened body from the gym session they'd just finished. "Little brother," she started, her tone turning serious, "why did you kiss me?"

Ren leaned against the doorframe of the empty room they'd ducked into, crossing his arms to mirror her stance. He shrugged, trying to keep it light. "I wanted to find out whether you're really a lesbian or not. I was curious, plus I had nothing else to do here."

Nina's eyes widened for a split second before she looked down at the floor, her long hair falling over her shoulder like a curtain.

She fiddled with the hem of her tank top, pulling it down self-consciously. After a moment, she lifted her gaze back to him, her expression unreadable. "So, what's your verdict from that kiss?"

Ren hesitated, muttering under his breath as he studied her. "I think you're a lesbian." Nina's face soured instantly, her lips pressing into a thin line. He continued, his voice low. "You haven't been acting horny at all from that kiss, and you didn't attack me after. Which means you're not really into it."

Nina's brows furrowed, and she shook her head. "You're wrong," she muttered, her voice defensive. "I didn't attack because I didn't think that's what I'm supposed to do."

Ren raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "Well, that's not what you're supposed to do," he said, his tone teasing now. "But that's how every female so far would have acted if I kissed them. They'd jump on me, get all aggressive. You? Nothing."

Nina went silent for a second, her eyes darting away again. She bit her lip, seeming to wrestle with something inside her head. Then, she looked back at him, her voice softer. "Little brother, can you do me a favor?"

Ren straightened up a bit, curious. "What is it?"

She took a deep breath, her chest rising and falling noticeably under her tight top. "Can you help me with that lesbian thing? I want to find out if I am a lesbian or not."

Ren's eyes widened in surprise. He hadn't expected that. "How do I help you with that?"

Nina's eyes went wide, like she was trying to communicate something without words. She opened her mouth, closed it, then tried again. Ren tilted his head, piecing it together. "Are you suggesting that I should have sex with you?"

"No, no, not sex!" Nina blurted out quickly, her face turning a deep shade of red. She waved her hands in front of her. "You know, things people do without having sex."

Ren looked genuinely confused, scratching the back of his head. "Like what?"

Nina blushed even harder, muttering as she averted her eyes. "Like kissing and touching each other's face."

Ren was taken aback by how surprisingly innocent her answer was.

In this world, stuff like blowjobs, handjobs, or even simulated sex wasn't as common or talked about as in his old life. People here jumped straight to the full act or kept it PG. He chuckled softly, shaking his head. "Fine, let's kiss more."

He stepped forward, closing the door behind him with a soft click. Then, he turned the lock, the sound echoing in the quiet room. Nina gulped audibly, her throat bobbing as she glanced toward the bathroom attached to the room. "I was going to take a shower," she said, her voice a little shaky.

Ren waved it off, though his real motive was far from innocent. He wanted to see her like this, glistening from the workout, her muscles pumped and defined under her skin. It was a huge turn-on for him, the way her body looked fresh from exertion, sweat making her glow. "Don't mind that. Others will come here any second if we take too much time, so let's get to it."

Nina nodded hesitantly, her hands fidgeting at her sides. Ren stepped closer, the air between them thickening with tension. "So, how do we do this?" he asked, his voice dropping lower.

Nina moved in awkwardly, leaning forward like she was about to peck a relative on the cheek. Her lips brushed his clumsily, no real passion behind it. Ren pulled away almost immediately, looking at her with a mix of amusement and concern. "Are you okay?"

Nina looked confused, tilting her head. "What? That was a kiss."

Ren shook his head. "Not like that." He paused, studying her flushed face. "Is this your first time?"

Her eyes flashed with fake rage, her nerves popping out but it was obvious that she was trying to look angry. "Are you crazy? I've fucked lots of men! This is easy for me!"

Ren couldn't help but grin at her outburst. She was trying so hard to seem experienced, but it was obvious she wasn't. "Not like that," he repeated gently.

He stepped closer, his body heat mingling with hers. Cupping her face with one hand, he tilted her chin up. His other hand rested lightly on her waist, pulling her just a fraction closer.

Then, he leaned in, his lips meeting hers softly at first. It was a proper French kiss, slow, deliberate. He parted her lips with his own, his tongue slipping in to explore her mouth gently, teasing hers into responding.

Nina stiffened for a moment, her body tense, but as the kiss deepened, her expression shifted. From indifferent, her eyes fluttered half-closed, a soft moan escaping her throat.

Her hands, which had been hanging limp, came up to grip his shirt, pulling him closer. Her breathing quickened, her body pressing against his as if seeking more contact.

Ren felt the change immediately. Her tongue started to move against his, tentative at first, then with growing eagerness.

He could taste the faint saltiness from her workout sweat on her lips, mixed with something sweet and uniquely her. His hand on her waist slid lower, tracing the curve of her hip, while the one on her face moved to tangle in her hair, holding her in place as he intensified the kiss.

Their mouths moved in sync now, wet and heated, the sounds of their breathing filling the room.

When he finally pulled back slightly, just enough to look at her, Nina's face was transformed. Her cheeks were flushed, her lips swollen and glistening, and her eyes had a hazy, horny glaze to them.

She panted softly, her chest heaving. Ren looked confused for a second, all this while, he'd thought she was a lesbian, but this reaction? It was anything but indifferent. She was responding, her body arching toward him instinctively.

But there was something off. She wasn't as aggressive as the other women he'd encountered here. They would've pinned him down by now, demanding more. Nina was holding back, like she didn't know how to let go.

A wild thought crossed Ren's mind, sparked by the way she trembled under his touch. While they were still close, lips brushing, he acted on it. His right hand, the one on her hip, slid further down to her ass. Without warning, he slapped it, hard and fast. The sound echoed sharply in the room, a satisfying *crack* that made her jolt with Ren's hand getting absorbed into her asscheeks for a second.

Nina's face changed slowly. At first, surprise widened her eyes, then a flicker of pain, but it morphed into something else. Her lips parted in a gasp, her body pressing harder against him.

Her cheeks burned brighter, and a soft whimper escaped her. It wasn't rejection, it was arousal, raw and unexpected. Ren's mind raced as he processed it. This woman... she wasn't a lesbian.

No, she was something else entirely. Submissive? Masochistic? The pieces were clicking into place. She'd said she didn't "attack" because she didn't think that's what she was supposed to do. Maybe she needed to be led, to be dominated.

To confirm his suspicions, Ren knew he had to do more. He leaned in again, capturing her lips in another deep kiss, his hand rubbing the spot he'd slapped, soothing the sting before delivering another quick smack. Nina moaned into his mouth this time, her hands clutching him tighter. Her body was on fire now, responsive in a way that screamed she was enjoying this maybe more than she let on.

But as the heat built, Ren pulled back, his breath ragged. Nina looked at him with wide, pleading eyes, her confusion mirroring his own earlier thoughts. What was she, really? And how far would this go?

He smirked, his voice husky. "Looks like we have more testing to do."